Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Happy World Poetry Day, everyone. "When It Rains" - Recorded 3/21/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them When it rains,I can smell it in my heart,Aching now,The end of an era. The music is loud in the car stereo;It does not matter the song,The noise is soothing,Anything to drown out the silence. … Continue reading When It Rains
Originally published April 17, 2018, this piece was a epilogue of sorts to the Crescent Collection. This piece has a special place in my heart, and always will. "Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)" - Recorded 3/18/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”
Originally published April 16, 2018, this collection of pieces was in response to a "Real Neat Blog" nomination courtesy of one of my dearest fellow poets of all times, "A Thought for Change". I really miss these days, and I miss you, my friend. "All Shades of Blue" - Recorded 3/17/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Collection from ‘Real Neat Blog Nomination'”
"Meal" - Recorded 3/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them A mealButNot to feedStillMouthsTonguesButNotWith teethAll of meOnAll of youAll of youOnAll of meI tasteYour breathOnYour kissSweetI feelYour breastsMy handsWe danceYou leadYour hairMy chestNo rest butAt peaceIn bed yetNo sleepMy mouthYour neckYour hipsYour lipsYourCurled feetSplayedOnWetSheetsI riseTo meetYour callYour needYour nailsMy backBreak skinI bleedYou … Continue reading Meal
"Where the Sun Does Not Reach" - Recorded 2/22/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I want to crawl on my hands and kneesthrough dirty, sandy spaces,accessed only by those who knowthe way,where the sun does not reachand never will,where the shadows are dominant,light scatters,afraid,the world above,apart,untilthe walls collapseandthe world belowis but … Continue reading Where the Sun Does Not Reach
Originally published April 4, 2018, this piece was written to share hope with the much-beloved Blackbird, who really needed it then and needs it still today. I am sending with this love and energy, for peace and for healing, not just in the world at large but within and between. "For M" - Recorded 2/21/2021 … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “For M”
For everyone. May Love be bold and strong, likewise, may love wither and die that the heart might live. "Each and Every Cloud" - Recorded 2/13/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Each and every cloudWishingFold neatInWalletFishingSeatPocketMine.9Save forNext time SacredSighsListeningNakedThighsTo beKissingGlistening-breathe-LickingSweat toTasteWetBristlingWait stateMissingYour breathMy neckGreat sexNo blessApexLess textBad betYour heartMyPetHeavySet getReadyBreak levyWasteEveryChasteReverieLikeSoiled … Continue reading Each and Every Cloud
This is still a powerful piece for me. First published February 19, 2018, it really spoke to some of the insecurities and uncertainty I was feeling at the time, and often do still, as I think we all do from time to time. One day at a time, then, and always. "You Tell Yourself" - … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “You Tell Yourself”
"those clouds which were on the horizon" - Recorded 1/4/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them those clouds which were on the horizon…how they inspired fear in your heart! "surely" you thought "what was once a sunny day will shortly be no longer so"and how soon this proved to beas the shadows … Continue reading those clouds which were on the horizon
"But Somehow I Can Still Breathe" - Recorded 12/28/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I amBeneath the azure seaAnd I amSinking down slowlyDrawn belowCovered with snake-like weeds But somehowI can stillBreathe I amAmongst the dirt and wormsAnd I amRotting from insideDead weightRiddled with disease and germs But somehowI can stillBreathe I … Continue reading But Somehow I Can Still Breathe
